Oddly, who knows why, I started fiddling with my penis not even thinking about it or the fact I was all naked rounding the corner in front of the stre...t side front door window. Suddenly something welled up in me and I felt really funny. I started ejaculating not knowing what was happening, scared stiff in all regards.Stuff repeating shot out of my penis and went down the furnace vent lying flat on the floor below. It wasn’t by any means an attempt to aim it, the vent just happened to be there. That is when the big event happened to me. It was Emily Foster, my best friends mom. Richard was my best friend and we were like family. They lived two houses down and he and I did a lot together as well as our families. They had this huge pontoon boat a really cool ski boat. They would take me along and we would go out and sleep on the pontoon boat and ski and explore with the little boat. Now Emily was not a super model by any stretch. She was average, all average. Curly black hair, she had. ....we shouldn't! Ugh....Oh Anil don't stop! Fuck your mother's pussy baby!" God mom I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself. You've gotten me so fucking hot, and I've wanted to fuck you for years!" Uuhhh then shut up and ...Uughh....keeeep...fuuucking me!"Anil didn't need to be told twice. He brought her up to her hands and knees and continued to wage a war between his massive cock and his mother's hot wet pussy. Doggy style was Poorva 's favorite position, and she was in heaven. Anil was holding. I could see Helena dancing with Omar. The black guy was pulling her close into him with one hand on her ass and they were kissing.As they moved slowly around in that mass of bodies; I could see that his other hand was between them, obviously fingering her. Helena never wore panties when going to a club…I also could see her hand between them; from its movements, I could notice she was stroking his cock through his pants. When the song ended, Helena broke and came to me. We were back at the bar;.